1. A good-sounding website name in ancient classical Chinese, based on ancient poems and prose
The man with the curtain, the clouds and the sun, the beauty is here, the duckweed guest, the sunset, the child is not a fish, and people are easy to disperse when the play is over.
Light and elegant. Drunkness breaks the heart.
Meaning one's fingers is beauty. The setting moon shines through the window.
The Xiang River flows north. A song of resentment.
Dream. Nian Xi.
A floating dream. Three lives.
Tears reflect sadness. The mortal world is a dream.
╯The light shadow reflects the red window. Burial of tears and rain.
Qinzhang_no sound. The red lips are a little drunk.
A pillow of coolness gives birth to a lonely and hateful day. Two dreams and three awakenings.
〃Moshang, Huaisu. _The afterimage of the broken bridge.
The long night versus the remaining candle〥. Drunk drunk drunk, flower shade.
The beauty in the city is drunk. Tears fell on the wooden bridge.
The separate shadows are like beautiful flowers. Three lives of fireworks and chaotic clouds.
I dye my years and stumble into tears. In the dream, I love you with a smile on my face, and I love you in Jiuxiasunuo.
I am not drunk in the world of mortals, but I am drunk alone. Every frown and every smile is reserved for you.
Reincarnation lasts for a thousand years. The bright moon does not know the pain of separation and hatred.
Light chanting and light singing, the lanterns are lit for the first time. There is no paradise without a broad mind.
I miss you for thousands of eons. Slightly cool farewell.
Put back makeup and dye your painful face. Beauty is in love.
The beautiful woman sheds tears. What is the sad painting of autumn wind?
It seems gentle and pale. Evening ink stains the rain, and you paint the evening.
The lingering sound is cold and empty. The beauty is alluring and intoxicating.
Listen to the wind and remember the snow. Drunk and lying on the dragon boat.
An inch of old times. Tears of beauty makeup.
There is nothing left. ﹏The song is shallow and separated.
Dry and heavy rain. Jade face and pink bones.
Yanran, looking back. Melancholy is far away in dreams.
丿zui丶青城灬. The drunken sorrow is like a dream.
Gazing at old people and old things in the old city. A smile is a beauty.
A faint fragrance remains. On the banks of the Lian River, there is resentment and hesitation.
Dust is like brocade is a play after all. The tea is slightly cool, so cool that it makes me sad.
Can Hua Tuo cure lovesickness while he is still alive? Broken bridges are broken. ﹏Twilight is cool and shallow.
Sad to hear that the world is drunk. I also regret the drunken beauty.
Smiling and sighing, life is like a dream╮. Old age is a period of time.
The flow of time is like passing away, and the love is like sorrow. The language of annihilation flowers floats like a dream.
Looking back and smiling, you can win the world. The ground was covered with tears.
The whole city was filled with flowers and tears. When the song ends, people must disperse.
Fu is as light as a feather. Old dreams are hard to come back from.
A half-life spent alone is filled with sorrow. Cold face,.
Spring snow falls on the string. Just a doll.
Ask what love is in this world. Naihe Bridge.
Half drunk and confused. Purity of mind.
Misty rain and dreams. I'll leave you drunk.
People and flowers are also drunk. Celadon is like water.
Qingyingmi. Mo ㄨ from ノshang.
Ruoxi is sad. Dream of a thousand years of love.
Kirigakure lost the sky. Love is alluring.
The beauty is leaning on the railing alone. Guqin Houluo.
Smile and sigh at the chaos of the world. I just complain about my sorrow for my beloved.
Indigo. ≈The smoke spreads.
Light and elegant. Qi Qi Qi.
Hua Luojun left. Private thoughts and fleeting years.
The melancholy is still there. Remnant dream╰ Broken memory.
Suo Meng is full of infatuation and resentment. The ecstasy at dusk may not necessarily end your soul.
The sound of the string stopped and tears fell. The sound of the ancient tune becomes sad.
Flowers bloom and fall but eventually bear no fruit. Looking away ~ the face of the world of mortals.
The fragrance on your lips is soft on your teeth. The snow fell all night and my heart became cold.
Look at the current dream of first love. Su Mo Bai ゥ.
Spend your life with beauty. Just looking back for you.
Painted fan depicts the sad wind and mourning the moonlit night﹋The legacy of the prosperous Tang Dynasty and the dream in the sky. No matter what, it’s also the clouds of tears that miss the clothes and the flowers that miss the face. The beautiful hibiscus is slightly billowing in the night. The dancer’s delicate cheeks are sighing. The flowing light is incomprehensible. The falling flowers are surrounding the body. The shadows are like the beautiful flowers. The flowing light is flying through the night. | ▎Looking back at the three days of decline Sigh ° The fireworks in the Guanwaiye store are stunning and the scenery in the cup is enchanting - I raise a glass to relieve my sorrow ¤ The beauty is old with the flick of my fingers ≡ The world is smokey and rainy and I am drunk with lovesickness ⊿ Three lives of fireworks and clouds make-up ° Smile like a flower and nine strings are falling down 〃 Let me dream softly The flowing flowers ζ cold makeup ╮ beauty is the king. 丢 The shadow of the tomb is long in the setting sun 〃 〃 〃 In the dream, the cherry blossoms dance misty and the clothes are dyed in the world of mortals The rouge is stained with ashes ﹏ Boer's singing with stars and moons shatters the fireworks of this prosperous age﹌ ∞The splendid light of the water-covered years°Fireworks trample the setting sun, pick up the memories of the morning flowers, and sigh that the flowers of the world of mortals have faded. The last song is the floating strings of the piano.
There is no wind, no moon, the stars are hanging in the sky, and thousands of years of curses have been buried. Suddenly I look back, and I silently remember the distance. The hearts are connected, the ups and downs, honor and disgrace, mottled cheeks. Who sang the broken brocade silk strings* startled the west. The wind-cold tower ‖ her eyebrows are lightly furrowed and her sleeves are dancing as the years pass by. She keeps her youth and looks far away, dyed deep in the color of cherry blossoms. Xuan Xiao's life was lonely and desolate, passing by with a smile.
The long circle - why should you keep the cloudy and sunny circle alone, the warmth of the jade, and the whole world for you, ten years of coldness like snow, ink and paper, one stroke of melancholy, behind the glitz are the vicissitudes of life, the light flowers are like Xuan, the fallen and broken army formation gun Picking the setting sun to paint the blood stains and falling into the lonely city to make a promise in the next life ° The moon is drunk with the breeze, for her ° Holding hands all over the world, the nostalgia for the past stops abruptly" amp; The tears can't stop playing "Jiangshan, in the end it's hard to leave a smile Alluring the city playing the piano, laughing at the vicissitudes of life ° Losing weight in the passing years Beautiful face, cause and effect, reincarnation in past lives, the wind blows, butterflies clinging to flowing cups, overlooking the evening mist and misty rain, "to the west of the water pavilion", the mountains are covered with mist, and the mist is faint, like a mirror, the water flowers are blooming in the beginning, and the love is old. The flowers fall silently, and the flowers wither. The sky is full of tears, and the sky is full of despair. The floating flowers are short and the flowing water knows the depth of the fingertips. The sea is gone in a blink of an eye. The cold rain comes in the morning and the wind comes in the evening. How many beauties are haggard? Once upon a time, the wind and rain covered the south of the Yangtze River, covering the world. Farewell to the north city_Looking back at the amber color of the south city for three lives_The beauty of the agate red west city for one life_Turn around for one life of glazed white east city_Sighing for the emerald green of the third life but moving away, frost clouds secretly lingering Just a shadow, it's hard to drink wine, the place where the magpie bridge has always been separated, the green moss is dotted with waves, and the rain is thrown away.
Farewell is coming.
The flowers are half-closed.
The flowers are blooming sadly.
The rain that falls on the world. ヤThe beauty is beautiful.
Who knows how lonely people are. A piece of cold frost.
If the cold night has become a drop of dust,
Listen to a piece of mourning. The song is so sad.
A wisp of green silk smoke.
A half-life wandering is just a dream. The reflection of the wind and smoke.
I don’t know the feeling of sadness.
The beauty of the drunken building is like the passing of time.
It's like a dream. Who is waiting for you to look back?
Looking at Tian Nian's makeup in despair.
The time is fleeting.
I miss you.
The flowers are falling.
Xijiang Moon.
Flowers and tears, butterflies in the rain, Xize's soul singing in the rain, tears in the cold face, licorice in the pavilion, poplars in the wind, lotus flowers and apples. Tinglan weeps and dreams at night.
The moon is shining quietly in the sky.
A song of resentment. Drunk and tearful, flowers bloom on the street.
It rains at night in Xiaoxiang. One leaf knows autumn.
Flowers and falling flowers. The Xiang River flows north.
The west wind fills the courtyard. Colorful.
The sunset smoke grows. The clouds are calm and the wind is gentle.
The world has changed. Purple sleeves and red strings.
Spring snow falls on the string. Lock your face in your dream.
The smoke and sand of Jincheng City. Get involved in the fleeting years.
The dream turns into a butterfly. The world of mortals is ever-changing.
The white clothes are like blood. Clear water. 2. Please help me come up with ancient Chinese names.
Mengqi, Yiliu, Zhitao, Muqing, Wenlan, Erlan, Yuanxiang, Chuxia, Peihan, Aoshan, Manwen, Leling , Chishan, Henyu, Xiwen, Xianghan, Xinrou, Yurong, Hai'an, Yerong, Hanbai, Shuitao, Zuilan, Chuner, Yuqin, Congtong, Aoqing, Yulan, Youling , Bitong, Yuanshuang, Lianmeng, Zihan, Miaotong, Manyi, Nanlian, Zicui, Yuhan, Yiyan, Ruxuan, Ruonan, Xunzhen, Xiaoyi, Xiangshan, Muling, Yi Rui, Xunyan, Yingyi, Xueliu, Gulan, Xiaoshuang, Haiyun, Ningtian, Peishan, Hanyun, Bingxuan, Wan'er, Luzhen, Pan'er, Xiaoshuang, Bifan, Xia Han, Man Xiang, Ruoyan, Banmeng, Yalu, Ice Blue, Linghuai, Ping An, Shucui, Cuifeng, Xiangqiao, Daiyun, Mengman, Youcui, Youqiao, Tinghan, Mengbai, Zuiyi, Visit Xuan, Yiyu, Lingxuan, Fanghui, Huaiyi, Xiaolan, Chuncui, Jingbai, Yelei, Bingxia, Mengsong, Shuxue, Lefeng, Nianwei, Jingyan, Xunchun, Henshan, Conghan, Yixiang, Mibo, Jingman, Fanxuan, Yiyi, Nianlu, Zhilei, Qianlan, Xinbo, Daizhen, Xinlei. 3. Naming in classical Chinese
Fang Xu The way the sun has just risen in the morning.
Suitable for boys’ names. From "Tai Xuan·Cong" "Fang Chu Xuxu".
Feixuan refers to the corridor. Suitable for boys' names.
From "Selected Works·Liu Kun": "Looking at the palace, looking down at Yufeixuan." Chenghong The water is clear and deep.
Suitable for boys’ names. From "Seventy Rhymes of Liyang Shushi" written by Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty: "The cocoon string pulls the needle, and the rhinoceros flame illuminates the clear water."
Haoran is upright and upright. Suitable for boys' names.
From "Mencius Gongsun Chou": "I am good at cultivating my awe-inspiring Qi... It is Qi, the most powerful and strong. If it is nourished directly without harm, it will be blocked between heaven and earth." Learn erudition.
Suitable for boys’ names. From Fan Zhongyan's "Nanjing Academy Titles" in the Song Dynasty: "The heir of Mr. Zhongwei, an official in the capital, was a privy minister and a scholar. He was pure in literature and learned a lot. He was a beauty in the world, and he was pure and virtuous. He was noble but able to be poor."
Honghan water is deep and wide, which is a metaphor for profound knowledge. 4. Who can help me choose an online name in ancient Chinese?
Jiang Chengzi.
I wish to have the person of my heart and stay together forever. Han Dynasty; Zhuo Wenjun's "Baitouyin" If you are successful, why should you die? I would like to be a mandarin duck but not envy the immortals.
Tang Dynasty; Lu Zhaolin As time goes by, this hatred will last forever! Tang; Bai Juyi's "Song of Everlasting Sorrow" It's hard to say goodbye when we meet, the east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered. The spring silkworm's silk will not be used up until it dies, and the wax torch will not dry until it turns to ashes. Tang Dynasty; Li Shangyin Tang Dynasty; Yuan Zhen's "Lisi" The sun rises in the east and rains in the west. There is no sunshine but there is sunshine. Tang Dynasty; Liu Yuxi's "Bamboo Branch Poems" In the heart of spring, there are no flowers blooming. One inch of lovesickness and one inch of gray. Tang Dynasty; Li Shangyin I hope you will pick more jie, this is the most lovesick thing. Wang Wei's "Lovesickness" When the flowers bloom, they must be broken, but don't wait until there are no flowers to break the branches! Tang Dynasty Du Qiuniang's "Golden Threaded Clothes" The dew on a branch is fragrant, and the clouds and rain in Wushan are in vain. Li Bai's "Qing Ping Diao No. 2" The belt is getting wider and wider, but I don't regret it in the end. I feel haggard for the beauty. Song Dynasty; Liu Yong's "Feng Qitong" The past has become empty, still like a dream. Li Yu's "Midnight Song*How can I avoid sorrow and hatred in life" I understand my intention and feel your pity. I must ask God for this feeling! Li Yu's "Geng Lu Zi Jin Que Chai" The moon is on the willow branches, and people make an appointment after dusk. Zhu Shuzhen's "Shaw Cha Zi" When we see each other, it's as if we don't see each other, and if we are affectionate, we still seem to be heartless. Sima Guang's "Moon over Xijiang" When the ends of the earth are limited, there is only endless love. "Spring in the Jade House" The sky never grows old, but love never ends. The heart is like a double mesh with thousands of knots in it. Zhang Sheng's "Qianqiu Sui" Holding hands and looking at each other with tears in his eyes, he was speechless and choked. Passion has hurt parting since ancient times. The passage of time should be a time of good times and good times. Even if there are thousands of customs, who can tell them? ! Liu Yong's "Yulin Ling" The flowers are floating and the water is flowing. One kind of lovesickness, two places of idle sorrow. There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I just frown, but it is in my heart. Searching and searching, deserted and miserable. This time, how could there be such a thing as "sorrow"? The moon is like a hook. The lonely Wutong deep courtyard locks Qingqiu. Keep cutting. Still confused. It is separation. Don't just have the ordinary taste in your heart. How much sorrow can you have? Just like a river of spring water flowing eastward. 〈 Poppy 〉 This feeling can be recalled later, but it was already at a loss at the time. Li Shangyin's "Jin Se" Ten years of life and death are blurred, and I will never forget them without thinking about them. In the small window, they were dressing up, looking at each other without saying anything, only a thousand lines of tears. Su Shi's "Jiang Chengzi" The crowd looked for him thousands of times, but suddenly looking back, he was there, in a dimly lit place. Xin Qiji's "Qingyun Case*Yuan Xi" Tenderness is like water, and good times are like dreams. If the love between two people lasts for a long time, how can they stay together in court? Qin Guan's "Magpie Bridge" Only if you don't miss lovesickness in your life, you will miss lovesickness, which will harm lovesickness. Yuan Xu Zaisi's "Chan Gongqu*Spring Love" Passionate sentiments have always been filled with hatred since ancient times, and good dreams are the easiest to wake up from. Qing Dynasty; Shi Qing's "Xi Yi Ti" "The beauty is not charming, but beauty is in the eye of the beholder." Huang Cheng's "Collection of Hangzhou Sayings and Poems" There will be endless lovesickness and blood and tears, and the red beans will be thrown away, and the spring willows will bloom endlessly and the spring flowers will fill the painting building. In Cao Xueqin's "Dream of Red Mansions", people talk about lovesickness under the acacia tree, and Si Lang hates Lang Lang who doesn't know it. The Republic of China; Liang Qichao, after careful consideration several times, I am willing to miss lovesickness! Hu Shi's "Sheng Cha Zi" Since ancient times, there has been love and infatuation in life, and this hatred has nothing to do with the wind and the moon. Song; Ou Yangxiu's "Spring in the Jade House" Hey! What is love in this world? Direct teachings promise life and death! Life is precious, love is even more valuable! The ancients said: Hold your son's hand and grow old together! I miss you day and night and stay awake at night. I laugh and ask where I am in the world, hoping hard to see each other again. Live life with a smile. Don’t ask each other when we meet again and again, don’t be sad and shed tears, just leave this poem secretly. Everyone has joys and sorrows. Lovesickness Wang Wei Red beans grow in the South, how many will they grow when spring comes? I hope you will pick more of them, this is the most loved thing. Looking at the moon and Huaiyuan Zhang Jiuling, the bright moon rises over the sea, the end of the world *** At this time, the lovers complain about the distant night, but they miss each other at night. The candles are extinguished and the pity light is full, and the clothes are covered with dew. I can't bear to give them away, and I still sleep in my dreams. Good Times. Autumn Wind Poems by Li Bai The autumn breeze is clear, the autumn moon is bright, the fallen leaves gather and disperse, and the jackdaws roost again. We know the day when we meet each other, but I am embarrassed at this time and night; when I enter the door of lovesickness, I know that my lovesickness is painful. The long love is long and the long memory is long, and the short love is endless. I knew it would be such a stumbling block for people's hearts. Why didn't we know each other in the first place. Bamboo Branch Poetry Liu Yuxi Yangliuqing Qingjiang Level, hear the singing on Langjiang River. The sun rises in the east and rains in the west. There is no sunshine but there is sunshine. Bamboo Branch Poems Liu Yuxi The mountains are covered with red flowers, and the spring water of Shujiang River beats the mountain stream. The bonus fades easily like a man's will, and the water flow is infinite like Nong's sorrow. Yanzi Tower by Zhang Zhongsu The remaining lamps upstairs accompany the dawn frost, and the person sleeping alone gets up from the acacia bed. Acacia *** How much? The ends of the earth are not as long as the ends of the earth. Li Shangyin's fifty strings of brocade strings are unprovoked, each string and one column reflect on the past. Zhuang Sheng dreamed of butterflies at dawn, and looked forward to the emperor's spring heart with cuckoos. The moon in the sea has tears in its pearls, and the sun in the blue field is warm and the jade produces smoke. This feeling can wait to be recalled, but at that time Already at a loss. Untitled Li Shangyin came with empty words and left without a trace. The moon slanted upstairs at five o'clock. The dream was far away and it was hard to call it out. The book was rushed into ink and was not thick. The wax illuminated half the cage of golden jade, and the musk was slightly embroidered with hibiscus. Liu Lang already hated that Pengshan Mountain was far away, and it was even more separated by 10,000 layers of Pengshan Mountain. Untitled Li Shangyin went under the heavy curtains of Mochou Hall, and lay down to spend the night clear and slender. My life as a goddess was just a dream, and my sister-in-law had no husband. The wind and waves don’t believe that Lingzhi is weak. Who teaches the fragrance of osmanthus leaves to Moon Dew? It is clear that it is useless to miss lovesickness, but to be melancholy is pure madness. Untitled Li Shangyin It’s hard to say goodbye when we meet, the east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered. The spring silkworms will die when the silkworms are dead, and the wax torch will turn to ashes before the tears will dry. The mirror is in the morning, but the worry clouds have changed, and the moonlight is cold when singing at night .There is not much way to go to Pengshan, and the bluebirds are diligent to explore. Untitled Li Shangyin Last night, the stars and the wind, east of Guitang on the west side of the painting building. There are no colorful phoenix wings flying on the body, but the heart is connected. I send Gouchun wine to warm me in the next seat. The wax-covered lamp is red. Sighing, I listened to the drum and went to answer the official's request. I walked around Malantai and turned around. Traveling Alone in Qujiang in Late Autumn by Li Shangyin When the lotus leaves are growing, spring hates them, and when the lotus leaves wither, autumn hates them. I know that my love will last forever, and I look forward to the sound of the water at the head of the river. The night rain sent to the north Li Shangyin to ask about the return date. The night rain in Bashan swelled the autumn pond. When the mother-in-law cut the west window candle, but said that it was raining in Bashan at night. I thought about Yuan Zhen once. It was difficult to make water in the sea, except for Wushan, it was not a cloud. Take the flowers lazily Looking back, I am half destined to practice Taoism and half destined to be a king. Inscribed by Cui Hu of Nanzhuang, the capital city, last year, in this gate, the peach blossoms on the human face reflected each other's red. The human face is nowhere to be seen, but the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze. Farewell Du Mu is sentimental but always seems to be ruthless, I can't laugh in front of the bottle. I still say farewell to the candle with intention, and weep for others until dawn. Send someone to Zhang Bi. Farewell dream Yiyi arrives at Xie's house, the small corridor turns around and winds down. Only the moon in the spring garden is sentimental, just like falling flowers for people who have left. Writing about Li Yi's thoughts on water patterns and precious silks. 5. What are the WeChat names in classical Chinese? Ruoyun, Feizhi, Gaobo, Yurun, Qiming, Taozhi, Kunyu, Man Qin, Zhenyu, Huaye, good and honest, pure in ambition, Huaiwen, Yingyang, Ji Xing, Xiuzhu. 1. Ruoyun ("His hopes are like clouds hanging from the sky" in Zhuangzi's "Xiaoyaoyou"). There is no limit ("My life also has limits, but my knowledge has no limits" in Zhuangzi's "Miao Ding Jie Niu"). 2. Non-stop ("The Wutong does not stop" in "Huizi Xiangliang"). 3. Gao Bo ("Encouraging Learning" by Gou Zi "is not as good as climbing high to gain broad insights"). 4. Yurun ("Jade is in the mountains and the grass and trees are moist, pearls are born in the abyss but the cliffs are not withered"). 5. Its brightness and its light ("The sky sees its brightness, the earth sees its light, and a gentleman values ??his gold"). 6. The waves arrive ("The waves arrive smoothly" in Song Yu's "Feng Fu"). 7. Kun jade ("The Jade from Your Majesty to Kunshan" in Li Si's "Remonstrance and Expulsion Book"). 8. Mancao Fangqin (Meicheng "Qifa" "Mancao Fangqin"). 9. Zhenyu (Jia Yi's "Guo Qin Lun" "Zhenlong strategy and control the inner world"). 10. Huaye ("Hua Shi Ruye" in Wang Can's "Ode to the Tower"). 11. Honesty and honesty (Zhuge Liang's "The Master's Guide" "These are all good and honest, with pure intentions and loyal intentions"). 12. Huai Wen (Cao Pi's "Books with Wu Zhi" "And Wei Chang alone has Huai Wen Bao Zhi"). 13. Eagle Yang (Cao Zhi's "Book with Yang Zude" "Kong Zhang's Eagle Yang Yang in Han Shuo"). 14. Helping nature (Mikang's "Jiaoshu with Shan Juyuan" "When a lady knows each other, she appreciates her nature and helps her"). 15. Bamboo repairing ("Bamboo repairing in the lush forest" in Wang Xizhi's "Preface to the Lanting Collection"). Tao Yuanming